"Burning Blood Condensed Fire Palm!"

Luo Ting jumped up, and his whole body was full of treasure.

He slapped it out with a palm, and the natal heart in his palm was bright, and the temperature instantly increased to tens of thousands of degrees!

The light of the fire, like the scorching sun, seemed to burn all the objects in the space.

"What?"

Wolf Fang incredulous.

The power of Luo Ting's palm shook the sky, and his attack power suddenly increased several times, which was completely beyond his ability to parry!

He hurriedly raised his axe to resist, but unexpectedly, as soon as the demon wolf axe in his hand touched the blazing fire palm, it was directly burned red.

"Ahh

The wolf fang screamed, his hands were burned to smoke, and he threw the demon wolf axe to the ground with a loud bang.

"Your time of death has come!"

The red firelight illuminated Luo Ting's face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Under his control, the natal fire was like a ribbon wrapped around the wolf's teeth, sealing all the retreats that the other party could escape.

After that, just listening to the bang, the wolf tooth with no way to escape was imprinted on the chest by Luo Ting's palm.

Rumble!

The air flow burst out in an instant, and the flames of up to tens of thousands of degrees spread throughout the wolf's fangs.

His skin was scorched and peeled off, followed by flesh and organs and bones.

In the heat of the flames, in just a few seconds, the wolf's teeth turned from a complete human to a pile of charred and blackened residue!

Airplanes!

A glimmer of light flashed across the face of the Demon Wolf Axe, and then the light dimmed.

And at this moment, the Demon Wolf Axe looked as if it had lost its spirituality in an instant, dim and dull.

Luo Ting slowly closed his palm.

When the natal heart fire returned to his body, his face suddenly turned pale, and several bloodlines overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Luo Ting frowned, only to feel that his chest was hot, as if it was burning.

This is the sequelae of the Burning Blood Condensation Palm, which occurs when the movement exceeds the body's load.

This set of palms is Luo Ting's strongest hole card, and originally he wanted to use this set of palms to deal with the four kings and Su Fan.

But I didn't expect that I would use the palm technique in advance here.

Now Luo Ting has been affected by the sequelae of the palm, and in the next hour, he will be in a period of weakness.

Of course, if he doesn't find a way to recover actively, this weakness will be extended.

"This guy is really hard to deal with!"

Luo Ting walked to the wall of the cave, leaned on it with one hand, looked at the pile of black residue on the ground, and a trace of annoyance appeared in his expression: "It's a pity that the essence of this body is all burned to ashes!"

"Let's go, watch your step, don't make a noise!"

On the other side, seeing that Luo Ting had killed the wolf fang, Meng Tie became more cautious.

He whispered to a few people in his company, asking them to retreat quietly as little as possible without making a sound.

Several monks of the Meng family nodded faintly when they heard this.

Then, the men slowed down their steps and tiptoed towards the cave.

Call!

However, before they could take a few steps, a strong wind suddenly blew in!

And with the strong wind, there is also a burly figure.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

The strong wind dissipated, and Luo Ting stood in front of Meng Tie and the others, his eyes radiating a ghostly light, as if he had seen a fierce beast of his prey.

Looking at Luo Ting's wolf-like eyes, Meng Tie and the others couldn't help but shudder.

"Young Master Luo, we are members of the Meng family, and we have a cooperative relationship with your Golden Dart Gate!"

Meng Tie's head was still relatively clear, although he had seen the unkindness in Luo Ting's eyes, he still wanted to struggle as hard as he could.

"I know that you are the Meng family, and I also know that you have a cooperative relationship with the Golden Dart Gate, but does this have anything to do with me?"

Luo Ting replied with a tone that had taken Meng Tie and the others into account.

"But aren't you the eldest young master of the Golden Dart Gate?"

Meng Tie's expression instantly stiffened, and his voice trembled.

"This old gentleman, please make one thing clear, I'm just the young master of the Luo family!"

Luo Ting jokingly smiled and said, "And the name of the eldest young master is not a position, in fact, I am not even a disciple in the Golden Dart Gate!"

While talking, Luo Ting walked towards Meng Tie and the others step by step.

Although he was still in the weak stage, it was more than enough to deal with a few ordinary Saint Kings.

"He'll come over in a while, the old man is responsible for attracting his attention, you take the opportunity to run quickly!"

Seeing Luo Ting pressing forward step by step, Meng Tie knew that this time he was afraid that it would be more than lucky, so he immediately changed his strategy and spread the word to the others.

"Let's go!"

"Kill!"

But it didn't matter if Meng Tie's transmission was made, several monks of the Meng family who were traveling with him rushed directly towards Luo Ting and killed him.

At this moment, they all understood that Luo Ting was going to kill people.

So instead of letting Meng Tie, who is an elder, sacrifice for them.

It's better for them to rush over and fight with Luo Ting, and use their lives in exchange for Meng Tie's chance to escape.

After all, for the Meng family, the role of Meng Tie is still relatively large.

Meng Tie saw several monks of the Meng family rushing towards Luo Ting without fear of death, how could he not know what these people thought.

"You ......"

With tears in his eyes, he choked up after only two words came out of his mouth.

Then, Meng Tie's body moved, and the wind under his feet quickly rushed towards the cave.

He knew that now was not the time to be sentimental, and once he was captured, the sacrifices of several clansmen would be wasted.

Seeing Meng Tie fleeing, Luo Ting did not chase after him as soon as possible.

It's not that he wants to let Meng Tie go, but the desperate attack of those Mengjia monks actually brought him some resistance.

Those Mengjia monks already knew very well that they would die today, so their attack on Luo Ting was completely a deadly fight.

In this regard, Luo Ting could only concentrate on fighting with a few people on the other side, and the orphan had no strength to intercept Meng Tie.

It was in this situation that Meng Tie got out of this death crisis very smoothly, and his figure soon disappeared into the hole.

Seeing Meng Tie leave safely, several monks of the Meng family breathed a sigh of relief, and their mentality couldn't help but relax.

And their laxity was instantly noticed by Luo Ting.

So, Luo Ting took advantage of the unpreparedness of these people, cast his natal fire, and directly wound around one of them.

"Ahh

As soon as the satin-like flames wrapped around the man, they directly ignited the entire body of the other person.

The man had time to let out a scream before he fell to the ground in flames.

Zizizizi!

The corpse was burned to the point of oil, and in the calcination of the flames, all the essence and blood in it were ingested by the natal fire.

After that, Luo Ting took back his natal fire and replenished it with the monk's essence and blood.

The injuries in Luo Ting's body improved in an instant.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors